For The Ones I Love | Negan #Wattys2017

Part 42

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I heard Negan ask angrily, his raspy morning voice waking me up as I pushed myself off of his chest, allowing him to sit up.

"I- um, I just-" I heard a voice stutter, looking over to see Joey standing in the doorway.

"You were just fucking what?" Negan asked, sliding on his pair of jeans that were left on the floor.

"I thought it was only Liz, and we- we have inventory-" Joey stuttered, afraid of the consequences of walking into Negan's room uninvited.

Negan chuckled, "So you think it's just ok to barge into the room like you own the damn place?"

"No sir, I knocked but I didn't hear anything so I- I just thought you were out."

"Negan, it's ok, it's my fault." I tried explaining as I crawled out of the large bed, "I should have been up and out of here awhile ago to do inventory with Joey, I just forgot."

"Well, looks like you're not doing inventory with him today!" Negan exclaimed, throwing on his jacket, "Looks like you need a little refresher of what happens when rules aren't followed, Fat Joey."

"Negan, it was my fault!" I yelled, upset that he wasn't listening to me.

"Don't worry, darling, I'm not gonna kill him!" He laughed, harshly patting Joey on the back, "But that doesn't mean he's not gonna die."

"What?" I asked, worried about what I may have caused.

"How'd you like to give Daryl a hand and work the fence with him, Fat Joey?" Negan smirked.

"I, um-"

"Good answer!" Negan smiled, "Hell, I'll even walk you out there!"

I stood powerless as I watched Negan shove Joey out the door into the hall, "You can still do inventory, darling, wouldn't want you getting too bored!" He chuckled, closing the door behind himself.

***

After a quick shower, I headed out the door and over to the supply room, my mind still stuck on Joey. I felt terrible that he got in trouble just because he was trying to wake me up like last time, but it's not like I have an alarm clock anymore, I just have to hope I wake up at the right time.

Will notices me right when I walk through the door, "Finally," he laughed, "I was beginning to think Negan got sick of you."

"Um, ok?" I said annoyed, really not wanting to deal with anyone after what happened this morning, "Joey isn't going to be doing inventory today; Negan's having him work the fence."

"Shit, what'd he do?"

I shook my head, "It doesn't matter, it's a long story."

"Well, lucky for us, it was a light load today; practically done with it anyway." He explained, "But there's a few things over in that box you can go through."

I nodded before grabbing an inventory book and beginning to sort through the box of miscellaneous items.

***

I stood alone in the supply room, unsure of what to do now that everything was finished. I really didn't want to go back to the room and just be stuck in there for the rest of the day.. so maybe I'll just explore a bit.

I walked through the empty hallway, unsure of where I was going, but really having no concern, it's not like I could get in that much trouble for just walking around; Negan did basically take away my guide.

I looked through the windows of some doors but found nothing interesting, that is, until I opened a door that led to a flight of stairs.
My curiosity got the better of me and I quickly found myself climbing down them, not knowing where I'd end up, but enjoying the small adventure.

My mind was so filled with thoughts that I wasn't even paying attention to where I was going and before I knew it, my body collided with another's, causing my heart to stop.

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I wonder who it's gonna be..

Sorry I didn't post last night, I got a little stuck on how I wanted to write the next few chapters, but I think I got it now.